I found this a hard hitting piece, Caleb, the way it shifts through
almost scientific observation to the sideways note (notation) of how
it means for even that observer....
And then the note of wonder...
Doug
On 21-Nov-06, at 5:41 PM, Caleb Cluff wrote:
> I saw this
>
> I saw this on a glistening ridge:
> two slender trees; and on the dappled sapling flesh
> an insect's heart, or lung, or eye; that part which
> is torn from the torturer's mind and discarded,
> like the mouthful of pit from a sweet stonefruit.
>
> The cicada sings four songs in summer:
> beckoning, seduction, distress and death.
> Three songs for others, and one for...
>
> For what?
>
> How marvellous,
>
> To sing while you are dying.
>
> Majorca, Vic.
> 22/11/06
>
>
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